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I'm JD, or whatever. 22, YYC.

Lol @ running into the girl who outed me in high school and having her claim she “didn’t even know” I wasn’t straight, even though I told her straight up in English class.

Pretty sure I’m not gonna forget who outed me..

Also mentioned that it was years ago, and I don’t give a shit that she did it (and didn’t really at the time either), and she still wouldn’t own up. Some people never change.

Waaa I’m sick.

Not sure who gave me their plague, but I hate them. I have been doing so well with not getting sick until now! Ugh.

It has been 6 months since I last had a cold, which is absolutely incredible for me. Before that I was getting sick every 1-2 months because my immune system is shit. I can’t remember the last time before this that I went so long without being ill. And I’m talking sick like.. getting sent home from work several times, not being able to get out of bed, at least one bloody nose a day, no energy, no colour in my face, using an inhaler to clear out my chest cause it feels like there is a dog sitting on me.. etc.

But because it’s been so long I forgot how awful everything really is, and thank fuck I got my shift covered tomorrow because right now I want to sleep forever.

Someone bring me more medicine, and popsicles plz.

Anonymous said: Towards the whole "pronouns hurt people's feelings" topic. Am I REALLY the only person on the planet that thinks people are becoming far to sensative? Nearly to the point that they shouldn't leave their little home bubbles in the case that a bird chirps next to them in a way that sounds like a mean word. Maybe, JUST MAYBE, we're becoming a little TOO coddling and people need to learn to deal with simplistic shit like words. And yes, I've been insulted and made fun of. I got over it. So can you.

thefrogman:

Supposedly invented by the Chinese, there is an ancient form of torture that is nothing more than cold, tiny drops falling upon a person’s forehead. 

On its own, a single drop is nothing. It falls upon the brow making a tiny splash. It doesn’t hurt. No real harm comes from it. 

In multitudes, the drops are still fairly harmless. Other than a damp forehead, there really is no cause for concern. 

The key to the torture is being restrained. You cannot move. You must feel each drop. You have lost all control over stopping these drops of water from splashing on your forehead. 

It still doesn’t seem like that big of a deal. But person after person, time and time again—would completely unravel psychologically. They all had a breaking point where each drop turned into a horror. Building and building until all sense of sanity was completely lost. 

"It was just a joke, quite being so sensitive."

"They used the wrong pronoun, big deal."

"So your parents don’t understand, it could be worse."

Day after day. Drop after drop. It builds up. A single instance on its own is no big deal. A few drops, not a problem. But when you are restrained, when you cannot escape the drops, when it is unending—these drops can be agony. 

People aren’t sensitive because they can’t take a joke. Because they can’t take being misgendered one time. Because they lack a thick skin. 

People are sensitive because the drops are unending and they have no escape from them. 

You are only seeing the tiny, harmless, single drop hitting these so-called “sensitive” people. You are failing to see the thousands of drops endured before that. You are failing to see the restraints that make them inescapable.

raptorific:

I hit words at random on iOS 8’s new predictive text feature so I could see what type of sentence my phone thinks I’m likely to say, and

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